Savour Night

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I am free, like the wind.

I am chained, like in prison.

I am the selfless gentleman.

I am the selfish bastard.

I am immortal, in the eyes of some.

I am dead, in the eyes of others.

I am the Hero, who will save the day.

I am the Villain, who will let it fall.

I am Sonic the Hedgehog,

This is who I am.

One told me that this was wrong.

And so I worried it was true.

But I know,

Worry has a set speed.

I outran worry,

Only to meet the truth.

And so I no longer care.

It's not worth it to care.

It doesn't matter, who is wrong and who is right.

All that matters is, you live life the way it should be.

FIN

A/N: No, this is not random. And yes, the title and summary does relate to this poem, it's just really hard to figure out how.

Actually, now that I think about it, I can't really see anyone fully understand what this poem means. Like, the immortal/dead part shouldn't be too hard to figure out, but the rest… eh, whatever.